The premise was strange: "the weirdest vacation ever". The prospects were looking good: a bunch of chocolate and a potential Yeti costume. The flights were booked and along came Toby.

I had lured him with the promise of a great Yeti-chasing adventure fueled by free chocolate (thanks to Lindt). The chocolate manufacturer was looking for brand ambassadors and the idea of unlimited chocolate for life (I'm just going to assume that's part of the deal) was very enticing.